Ankyra Sound I'm out here sipping from the bottle of a molotov cocktail
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Elysium event: On Friday, April 19, to correspond with our April theme of Creation (more details tomorrow!) and the full moon that night, we will be taking gifts to each of the pregnant and/or nursing women within our allies' packs. Please allow @Tzila to post first since they are coming together.

He didn't want to be here. Ephraim had never wanted to be anywhere less in his life. It was the woman traipsing alongside him that kept him on course for the sequoia forest looming on the coastline. If not for Tzila, the slender Eyjolfur would have turned tail long before reaching the pack's borders. No matter who he represented now and no matter how good his new pack's will was, he could think of nothing but gnashing teeth under a sky split with lightning as they padded on toward Rusalka.

Why here? he wondered, pausing to readjust the bundle in his jaws. It was a rabbit pelt looped inexpertly around several large hunks of badger meat and a freshwater fish of some description. It was heavy as it hung from his jaws, but he fought against its weight and bore it well to his family's pack's borders. If he had to be here, where devils masqueraded as wolves, he would do what he could to hide any weakness. Partly because of Tzila, but mostly because he hoped this would somehow end his torment.

Setting the bundle down where the briny air met the colossal trees just outside Rusalka's claim, Ephraim shot his companion a sideways look, willed his knees to stop their trembling, and howled a quavering tune.
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I'm out here sipping from the bottle of a molotov cocktail - by Ephraim - April 20, 2019, 07:00 PM